Post by scarlett lucky lerman on Aug 18, 2011 13:32:00 GMT -5
it's where she lies, broken inside.
with no place to go, to dry her eyes, broken inside ,
[/i][/color][/b][/center]with no place to go, to dry her eyes, broken inside ,
'' Greetings ! I'm Scarlett lucky lerman, and my friends call me Lucky. I'm twenty years old and I recently moved to Lipton, from Britain. You must be wondering whether I'm a Britisher or American? Sometimes I find it too hard to decide it myself. My mother's inheritance origins from Britain but she settled down in America when she was a teenager and later on got married to my dad. When I was provided the choice to decide where I wanted to go, I chose to go to a boarding school back in Britain at the age of eleven and returned back recently. So, it is true that you'll find it hard to differentiate between me and a Britisher. But nationality doesn't matter to me, what matters is who I'm.
I found out that my parents were cheating on each other when I turned sixteen. It shattered my heart into pieces and I didn't wish to stay with them, which is one of the reason I went back to the boarding school after spending my vacation with my family in USA over the summer. When I turned eighteen, I chose to live all on my own, like an independent lass. With my best friend I moved into an apartment on rent and maintained distance from my parents because they were nothing but disgrace to my eyes. But I hid all the negative feelings and thoughts against them. My best friend fell in love with his guy who got her pregnant and ran away. Clearly, he was only a flirt, and a cheater but my friend didn't consider abortion to be an option for herself and gave birth to a beautiful baby girl named katie and we both were very close to the baby girl. My best friend was suffering from leukemia, and on her death bed, she made me promise to her that I'd take care of her little daughter after her death and here I'm today, keeping the promise. My best friend passed away leaving her little daughter behind in my care. I've been so much attached to the baby that I couldn't put her up for adoption in orphanage and decided that I'll be her guardian. So I go around claiming that she's my daughter.
When I returned back to USA to my parents, I clearly witnessed how my parents cheated on each other every single day, that got me frustrated. They asked me about the little baby and forced me to put her up for adoption. I was so mad at them at that time, that I lied to them and claimed that the baby is my own daughter. It hit them as a shock and in return, they kicked me out of the house and disowned them. Not that I mind that, I'd rather be disowned than live with two parents that are shamelessly cheating on each other for the past four years of their life. So I went back to London but without my best friend, its not the same anymore. All the old memories are have been haunting me down and all I feel is lonely without anyone by my side except the little baby for change of environment I moved to Lipton. Well, honestly, I don't have the slightest clue why I came back to USA, but there is something about this place that dragged me here... and I wonder what.
Anyways, that's enough about me. What's your story?
AND I COULDN'T TELL YOU WHY SHE FELT THAT WAY SHE FELT IT EVERY DAY !
[/color][/size][/center][/blockquote][/blockquote][/blockquote][/font]Scarlett is kind, sweet, loyal, easily confused, lost, caring, friendly, out going, determined, focused, hard working. She's easily paranoid and can't trust anyone. It takes a lot from her to trust anyone in her life. She's trying her best to keep up with the promise to her dead friend and be a good mother to the little baby girl. She doesn't like talking about her past because she doesn't want anyone to feel pity on her. She's ashamed of her parents and doesn't like being related to someone, but secretly cares a lot for her family. She's a workaholic, loves shopping like every other girl and attention too. She feels lonely half of the time. She's one religious person, who want spend most of her time on weekend in Church. She doesn't drink, smoke etc, so let's say she's polite, decent and well mannered. She's too mature of her age. And sometimes she can be a real Blondie.
So she needs friends, enemies, exes, lovers, crushes etc. please plot with my baby <3
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